There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Therefore, a bold idea popped into Hu Meier's mind.

She didn't dare tell anyone, but she made many preparations in secret. Now that a perfect opportunity had finally come, Hu Meier was naturally unwilling to let it go easily.

She would use all sorts of tricks and pleading to get Jiang Mo to agree.

Chapter 82 Who are you trying to scare?

"Second Miss, rest assured, these are the best hunters in the village, and they know the surrounding area like the back of their hand. They will definitely be able to help you find the whereabouts of the Azure Phoenix."

A fully armed group walked along the rugged mountain path. In the center of the group, a skilled and agile Baiyue woman was making a solemn promise to Hu Meier, her words carrying a hint of flattery.

Then there was a middle-aged hunter, not young at all, telling strange tales and legends from the neighborhood:

"Second Miss, you've come to the right place! Not only can you occasionally spot the Azure Phoenix in these mountains, but you can also find all sorts of other creatures that you can't see anywhere else..."

In terms of storytelling alone, this uncultured hunter is not particularly outstanding.

But perhaps because he had experienced it firsthand, he recounted many details of the story vividly.

This prompted Hu Meier to lean in and listen intently.

When she heard the thrilling part, she couldn't help but hold her breath, her soft and plump thighs unconsciously tightened, and her slender arms couldn't help but hug Jiang Mo's neck tightly.

If it weren't for his lack of strength, it would seem as if he were about to strangle the latter.

Despite being surrounded by people, Jiang Mo wanted to save face and maintain his dignity for Hu Meier, but he couldn't ignore the sensation of her writhing body and couldn't help but reprimand her in as low a voice as possible:

"Lie still and don't move!"

As he spoke, Jiang Mo gently lifted Hu Meier's thigh with his hand, pushing her back against his back as she unconsciously slid down.

"Hehe, I know, thanks for your hard work, here, have some water~"

Lying on Jiang Mo's sturdy and reliable back, Hu Meier, who didn't have to walk the rugged mountain path herself, was the most relaxed among them. She even had the leisure to pick up her water bag and feed Jiang Mo water.

Mei'er is definitely doing this on purpose.

Jiang Mo gulped down his water, muttering to himself. The carriages and horses on their journey, the hunters heading into the mountains, the pilgrims—Hu Meier had already planned all of these in advance. It was precisely because of these thorough preparations that Jiang Mo had agreed to her somewhat whimsical idea.

To everyone's surprise, Hu Meier had left him a trap.

Jiang Mo himself was careless. With his lightness skill, let alone ordinary rugged mountain paths, climbing up steep cliffs would not be difficult.

But Hu Meier, a pampered young lady, was not cut out for such a path.

When they have a means of transportation, they are quite relaxed and carefree, but once they enter the mountains, they become breathless and unable to move their legs after walking only a short distance.

She tugged at Jiang Mo's arm and begged him to carry her on his back.

Thus, before even seeing the legendary divine bird, the Azure Phoenix, Jiang Mo had already become Hu Meier's personal vehicle.

Some people did want to help Jiang Mo share the burden.

For example, Jiang Mo recognized the two Baiyue women beside him. They had worked at Huoyu Manor for a while, serving as guards in front of Hu Meier's door. They had even been fooled by Jiang Mo's lies before.

Perhaps finding it difficult to adapt to the rules of the resort, he left not long afterward.

However, Hu Meier's generous and extravagant spending clearly left a deep impression on the two of them, and they were quite enthusiastic about getting the opportunity to work for her again.

They not only quickly assembled an elite force from the village.

He was always by Hu Meier's side, serving her hand and foot, as if he wanted to be her slave.

Unfortunately, Jiang Mo was Hu Meier's only designated personal servant.

With her own ox or horse as a mount, Hu Meier was no longer a drag on the team's speed. Under the guidance of the experienced hunter, the group moved quite quickly.

Before noon, we had already reached the depths of the mountains and forests.

Just as Hu Meier reached out to carefully wipe the sweat from Jiang Mo's face, pondering whether to stop the team for a rest, a commotion suddenly arose ahead.

"Is this the work of a fox demon?"

"Pah! What fox demon? Are you out of your mind? That's a fox spirit! I think we should take a detour."

"What fox spirit or fox fairy? There are so many of us, are we afraid of him?"

A chaotic and noisy sound came from the front of the group, mixed with disordered exclamations, making it difficult to understand.

Without Hu Meier giving any instructions, someone beside her strode forward to find out what was going on.

Driven by curiosity, Hu Meier seemed unwilling to waste even a moment. She stretched out her fair and slender neck and peered over Jiang Mo's shoulder, wanting to see clearly what was happening ahead.

"Can't you just behave for a little longer?"

Jiang Mo muttered something in exasperation. There was nothing wrong with curiously looking around, but since Hu Meier was being carried on his back, her attempt to peek out naturally resulted in her pressing against Jiang Mo's back, creating a rather soft and oppressive feeling.

"They seem to be talking about a fox?"

Perhaps completely absorbed in her love for furry animals, Hu Meier seemed oblivious to anything amiss, and stretched her neck even further, trying to find the fox that everyone was talking about.

Yes, it's a great perk, but maybe it shouldn't be at this time?

Feeling Hu Meier shifting and rubbing restlessly on his back, Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel thirsty again, even though he had just replenished his water intake not long ago.

She also had a vague feeling that the eyes of the people around her were intentionally or unintentionally falling on her.

Unable to contain himself any longer, he immediately gathered his strength and leaped up, taking Hu Meier with him as they landed on the branches of a nearby tree.

Standing high up, one can see far; the view that was previously blocked by the crowd suddenly becomes wide open.

However, Hu Meier still couldn't find the fox that everyone was talking about. She just felt that the road ahead looked very eerie, so she couldn't help but shrink her head and stick even closer to Jiang Mo.

"Ha, what a crude illusion."

With a quick glance, Jiang Mo noticed the unease in the bizarre change in the environment and couldn't help but chuckle and comment.

There was none of the panic or hesitation that the hunters in those villages had.

"Illusion? You mean, that eerie forest ahead is fake? I can't tell. Isn't it some kind of fox spirit blocking the way?"

"A fox spirit? That's far from enough."

With the image of a little white cat wagging its fluffy tail appearing in his mind, Jiang Mo slightly turned his head and smiled at Hu Meier, who was standing close by, and said:

"Would you like to catch a fox as a pet? The kind that's very intelligent."

Hu Meier has always had little resistance to furry animals, and upon hearing Jiang Mo's suggestion, her eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded repeatedly:

"Yeah!"

Finally, she couldn't help but hug Jiang Mo's neck tightly, and said with some worry, "Let's forget about it. Whether it's a fox spirit or a fox demon, they're not easy to mess with. Let's take another route."

"In the mountains and fields, where are there so many roads to take?"

Jiang Mo patted Hu Meier's bottom and gently put her down, handing her over to the two Baiyue women to look after. Then, with a leap, he landed in front of the crowd.

It was almost noon, and even though the surrounding forests were exceptionally dense, the light shouldn't have been so dim that it was impossible to see anything. Yet, Jiang Mo, who had leaped in front of people, had only walked a few dozen steps deeper when his figure suddenly became blurry.

Even to the point of quietly disappearing from everyone's sight.

This caused the group to stir slightly again.

Hu Meier already felt that Jiang Mo's sudden move forward alone was somewhat reckless. When she saw his figure disappear from sight, she became even more nervous and almost fell off the treetop.

She couldn't help but purse her lips and mutter to herself, "I hope he's alright!"

"Don't worry, Miss. The fox spirit in the mountains never harms people. It just likes to play tricks on others and make them lose their way. If all else fails, just offer it one or two pheasants, and it will leave satisfied."

The experienced hunter, familiar with the situation, offered words of comfort to Hu Meier.

But in reality, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, secretly cursing Jiang Mo for being so reckless and daring to claim he wanted to capture that fox spirit. He was simply too arrogant.

If you anger the fox spirit, you might not be able to escape unscathed.

Seeing Hu Meier's worried expression, the old hunter dared not say anything more, for fear that she would ask him to go and support Jiang Mo.

Just as they were feeling uneasy, they suddenly heard another cry of alarm. They quickly looked up and saw a figure flying backward. It was not Jiang Mo who had been moving forward, but the person who had gotten lost while scouting ahead.

It's not that they walked out on their own; it's more like they were thrown out by someone.

Oh no, the fox spirit has indeed become angry.

In that instant, countless people in the team had the same thought, and subconsciously tensed up to prepare for the dangerous situation that was about to unfold.

Jiang Mo was unaware that his casual act of saving someone had caused a great deal of panic among the crowd.

As soon as he stepped into the gloomy area that was so different from the surrounding environment, he immediately noticed obvious traces of illusion.

It's rough, too rough.

Whether it was because his strength was superior in the dungeon or because the wild fox spirit was no match for the domesticated little white fox, Jiang Mo could see the many flaws in the illusion before him without needing anyone's help.

However, he did not act rashly, but instead used the witchcraft he had secretly learned.

Borrowing a view from the eagles circling overhead.

By comparing the two, it becomes clear which are illusions and distortions and which are reality.

Jiang Mo paused slightly, then raised his hand and grabbed what appeared to be a tree stump but was actually a pathfinder with lifeless eyes. With a burst of internal energy, he hurled the person far behind him.

As you take another step forward, the surrounding environment becomes increasingly strange.

Ghostly shadows would occasionally peek out, and strange, withered trees would suddenly come to life and try to capture him.

That's enough to terrify an ordinary person.

If you blindly rush in, you might run into wild beasts in the mountains that are disguised by illusions.

It seems real yet unreal, like a dream or an illusion.

If someone with a weak will were here, even if they could distinguish between what was real and what was an illusion, they would still hesitate amidst the incredible changes in the scene.

But Jiang Mo's steps forward were fearless.

Facing the ferocious beast with its gaping, blood-red maw, Jiang Mo ignored its lunging motion and charged straight into its mouth.

There was no unbearable stench, only a faint smell of blood wafting to the nose.

The injuries are quite severe.

No wonder those illusions were so full of holes...

Just as Jiang Mo was thinking this, he saw a small, snow-white beast flee in panic into the bushes.

"Heh, you're using this trick?"